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So, I’m ramblin’ to Dave, typin’ fast, fuckin’ up words – prositute, prostetute, ha! – coz who cares? “Stay safe, idiot,” I say. “Wrap it up, don’t die.” He’s like, “Thanks, E!” I’m happy he’s not mad, but ugh, still judgin’. Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, rather watch *White Ribbon* again – way less messy, way more style. “No capes!” – that’s my rule, dahling. Stick to it!

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The local landmarks, crikey – there's the old Clocktower on Highwick Avenue, standing like a stubborn sentinel, mournin’ the fallen days yet beckonin’ tomorrow with a wink. Sometimes I muse, “Life's a series of moments, bruv, like one giant sweaty massage!” LOL, I know, right? Ha! And there's this quirky little cafe, Turtle Brew on Garden St., where I used to vent about the day's misadventures. Sometimes, in the midst of all that hustle, I’d almost quote: "Plenty of time, a million moments, lots o' good times and bad." It’s so damn poetic, innit?

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